We decided to arrange things differently in the new house. Lilly has been wanting her own room and she kind of deserves it. She is 6 years older than Rose is and shouldn’t have to share a room with a 4 year old and a 2 1/2 year old. So we are putting baby Reed in our room with a playpen in the living room as an option on nights when he needs more quiet to sleep. Then Lilly can have her own room and Lotus and Rose can share. We are thinking that in the future we could possibly put Reed in with the little girls for a little while before we eventually move into a four bedroom house as is our plan.
Lilly is so excited to have her own room. She has been planning it ever since.
My favorite part of the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic was William Robertson & Son Store! It has been on the Halifax Waterfront since the 1840s. Robertson Ship Chandlery has been restored to the way it looked at the turn of the last century. I think it looks so amazing
I thought I would share some pics of my parents and my brother and sister. It has been so long since I saw my sister that I didn’t even recognize her, not even a little bit.
And here is how it went. It wasn’t a long visit, but was okay with me. When we got their Rose was throwing a temper tantrum and then mom gave Lilly a book from their religion that was WAY to mature for her (like answering questions regarding a couple’s sex life and such) so Wandering Aengus took it away and SHE spent the whole rest of the visit throwing a temper tantrum making my mom feel bad.
So two out of my four kids threw a temper tantrum and my mom felt bad about the book. Dad gave her money and she bought something at Scholars Choice and that made her happy but they were gone by then. They bought some cute clothes for the kids and admired how cute they were, but it was mostly awkward and uncomfortable.
When we got home, we were walking up the three floors to our apartment and Lotus slipped on the stairs, I caught her by her wrist and when we got home, she started to cry and hold her wrist. I felt terrible, because I felt like I was responsible for her pain. We took her to the doctor but we got no real answers regarding her wrist. The doctor manipulated it quite a bit and said that as far as he could tell it wasn’t sprained or dislocated. She was miserable most of last night with it, but today she isn’t crying about it as much but she is favoring it a lot. If she keeps favoring it, I am going to take her in to get an x-ray to get a second opinion.